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Chapter 217: The Teachings of Hou Sanye

After the Shijiazhuang performance, all the actors sorted their things back to Beijing and took the train back. Mr. Shi caught a cold the next day and learned about the various changes that happened last night. His eyes were radiant at that time. His eyes changed when he looked at He Xiangdong, and his apprentice seemed to be in the new Big 6.

Teacher Liu was discharged from the hospital after sewing the needle. He also knew what happened last night. He finally let go of his heart. The audience responded so well. No one was thinking about the sketch that was not completed without a bad start. Not only did there be no performance accident, but it turned into a successful performance.

Teacher Liu thanked He Xiangdong for his gratitude and made an appointment to go to Beijing to invite He Xiangdong and Xue Guo to drink. Xue Guo was very happy and happy. However, He Xiangdong said that he would not drink wine, but was willing to accompany Teacher Liu to have a meal.

The three of them have an appointment for dinner.

Sister Wang also came over and talked to He Xiangdong for a few words, saying that she could come to see her if she encountered something in the group in the future, and then got into the car.

The other actors in the group looked at He Xiangdong with a strange look, but the contemptuous look of the relationship before was completely gone, and their eyes are a little admirable and strange now.

After driving, He Xiangdong and his group of young crosstalk actors were all hard seats. They were about to go back to the train and lunch was solved on the train. The flight attendant also prepared lunch boxes for them early.

Xue Guo took out the results of his busy work in the morning. This guy went out to find food in the morning. He didn't hurry back until he left and carried a full bag.

Various braised dishes, braised chicken and duck, as well as braised beef, white-cut lamb and mutton crumbs. I don’t know where he bought it, and the taste is simply amazing.

Everyone in the carriage came to grab the lunch box. Xue Guo and He Xiangdong were sitting up. Both of them were not protected by food. They were all young people. They were very lively. You rob me, I stole yours, you slander your father, and I swear my mother.

This time, it was so happy that He Xiangdong and these people quickly got closer, and the estrangement disappeared quickly. Everyone was joking with each other and didn't mind cursing.

After finally finishing lunch in a quarrel, He Xiangdong was about to rest for a while, someone came to call him, saying that Mr. Hou was looking for him.

He Xiangdong quickly followed. Mr. Hou and the others were in the sleeper car, and Director Huang and Mr. Shi were also there, and He Xiangdong didn't know a few people.

These people had just finished their meal. Seeing He Xiangdong coming, they all stood up and said to go to another carriage. Mr. Shi also stood up and picked up half of the sauce duck left on the table: "Oh, if you catch a cold, you will lose your appetite. You two will chat first. I'll go find the field to solve the duck."

He Xiangdong was almost speechless. He had a bad appetite. Your appetite was almost gone. However, the things that Xue Guo brought were really delicious, and the most delicious one was the duck sauce.

The secret brine that has been passed down for a hundred years in the old shop braised the duck all over, and then the sauce was made into the bones. The duck was very fat but not oily, and the lean meat was not a bit dirty. The whole duck was soaked in the aroma of sauce and braised aroma, which was particularly fragrant. Then the umami flavor was forced out with cotton and white sugar. The taste was simply indescribable.

"Come on, sit down." Master Hou San asked He Xiangdong to sit down. He took out a pack of cigarettes, lit a piece of cigarettes and started smoking, and asked He Xiangdong: "Do you smoke?"

He Xiangdong sat down and replied, "I can't smoke."

Mr. Hou San didn't care about that. He put down the cigarette box and started to vomit. He smiled and said, "Men, you are good at crosstalk. You have put a lot of effort into it over the years."

He Xiangdong was also very polite: "Uncle Master, you have been awarded the prize. I am still young and said it just like I am a little bitch, but I have started learning crosstalk since I was a child and have never let it go in these years."

Mr. Hou San said: "Yes, the most important thing in our career is basic skills. You must not let go of the training of basic skills. The old saying goes, you will know if you don’t practice it for two days, you will know if you don’t practice it for three days, and the audience will know if you don’t practice it for three days. When the audience knows it, you will have to die on the stage."

He Xiangdong nodded with a smile and agreed. Since he learned the arts, he has been unable to get up even after falling ill in bed for so many years, unless he fell ill in bed, he must practice martial arts and did not let go of it for a long time.

Mr. Hou took a sip of cigarettes and slowly vomited them out, sighing: "Now many crosstalk actors have very poor basic skills. They don't pay attention to basic skills training. They know that they can find ways to become popular on TV. They are not impetuous. How come they become famous without real skills? Why no one understands this principle?"

He Xiangdong also sighed.

Mr. Hou looked at He Xiangdong's young face again, and a smile appeared on his face, saying, "But you are very good. You don't have the impetuous aura of a young man, and you are walking very hard step by step. You are capable enough now, but you lack opportunities and opportunities, otherwise you will definitely be a big shot."

He Xiangdong also smiled: "Hehe, you praised me again."

Master Hou San said unhappyly: "Do you think I specially called you over and praise you, I want to scold you."

"Ah?" He Xiangdong was slightly surprised.

Mr. Hou glanced at him and said, "You're right? You have the ability, but your casual personality is to be restrained. There are many rules in our professional group. Look at the jokes you said on the stage, you really dare to say them, and that boy Xue Guo really dares to answer them. Do you think Lao Shi really found a place to eat with the sauce duck? Do you believe it or not? Xue Guo is being scolded now."

To be honest, He Xiangdong wanted to laugh a little, but he didn't know why, but he suddenly felt this way.

Mr. Hou San stopped smoking and wiped out half of the cigarette, saying, "In theory, you have your own teacher. I am an outsider, and it is not my turn to teach you a lesson. Your master is not in Beijing, so it is also Fan Wenquan who came to teach you. But you also called me Uncle Yisheng, and I brought you in. I think I still need to remind you about some things."

He Xiangdong said sincerely: "Uncle Hou, what did I do wrong? Even if you teach us the lesson, it is our blessing to teach us younger generations."

Mr. Hou San said, "Actually, you are a very smart child. You can understand many things without telling me. Just pay more attention. Fortunately, you are a rescue this time, a sign of responsibility and responsibility, and a great contribution. Otherwise, just by those jokes on the stage, you will be punished at least."

"Be careful on the stage in the future and don't stop being so helpless. Also, after you finally finished speaking crosstalk, why did you start returning? You returned three times in a row?"

He Xiangdong immediately explained: "Uncle Hou, I want to explain this, I am doing it for it."

Mr. Hou raised his hand and pressed down on what He Xiangdong wanted to say, and said, "I know you are for the effect of the audience, but have you ever thought about it? What are the consequences of doing this? Other actors and leaders in the group will think that you are a young man who loves to show off, arrogant, loves to show off on the stage, and has no sense of teamwork."

"The trees are so beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy them. You are already excellent enough, but because you are so outstanding, you should pay more attention to these things. It is not to let you shrink your head in the future, nor to be afraid of things or being jealous of others. Alas, it is also our career is in a downturn. You need to show it to leave a good impression on the people above, so you can have more opportunities in the future and the road will be easier to walk."

"You are just too casual." Mr. Hou San summarized the sentence at last.

He Xiangdong knew that this was Mr. Hou’s earnest teachings to him. Although he did not agree with some of the views, he still touched his nose and thanked him for his kindness.

The two chatted for a while, and Mr. Hou San asked He Xiangdong again: "Hey, your garden is still fine now."

He Xiangdong replied: "It's still going to be successful now, and the audience is getting more and more, and our income is getting higher. The situation is very good now, and the audience also loves to watch our performances."

Mr. Hou nodded slightly, with a look of expectation on his face. He looked at He Xiangdong's eyes and said seriously: "You must continue to do it well. This garden must be done well, and you must do your best to do it well."

He Xiangdong looked up at Master Hou San, his lips slightly opened, and he was slightly surprised.

Mr. Hou continued with a serious expression: "As long as your garden is completed, it may bring us a new path to crosstalk, so you must continue to do it seriously."

After hearing this, He Xiangdong nodded seriously and said, "I can."

Mr. Hou San said: "Do you have any difficulties now? Tell me out and see if I can help."

He Xiangdong was not polite and said directly: "The ones that are lacking the most are actors, especially those with strength. There are three old men in the garden, all of whom have retired. There are only two younger ones, and Guo Qing doesn't come often."

"There are a lot of performances in the garden and it's very tiring. Everyone has to perform about four shows in the past. We young people are okay, but those old gentlemen can't stand it."

"Lack of people?" Mr. Hou thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up and said, "I have a good candidate, that person is very suitable."

"Who?" He Xiangdong asked quickly.
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